These fragments lying at my feet. Blood on my hands so indiscreet. I'll put them both behind my back as this is mine to own. Memories will twist and burn. Hand me a rose and I will learn. It's thorns embed into my flesh and suddenly I've grown. I force these thoughts from my inner sights to hold on to this beauty through visions not so clear. I follow the patchwork clouds across the clear blue sky. And smile at the falseness of this "reality". Truths be told and truths be mine. Truths don't stand a chance in time. The sands erode, reshape, amend. And the winds wills way and bend. Scars run deep and scars remind. They serve to keep the pain entwined. Actions passed have left their mark and I will not forget. Betrayal casts a bitter hue. Black clouds at sunset obscure the view. The stones you've cast have paved the way. It's far too late for regret. A life in falling amidst decay. Look at it once and walk away. Look again and feel it's pain. Look once more now feel to blame (the shame) Cast stones strewn beneath my feet. Scars on my heart it cut so deep. The taste of blood inside my mouth reminds me that I'm home. Memories meant to remain. My heart grows cold as I embrace this pain. I put my head into my hands. And in my tears I drown. I've watched the sun cross the sky its' slow and painful path. I'm tired and worn for it's gone on too long. I can no longer comprehend this laughter colliding with tears. I've come to terms with the pain of this nothingnessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
